"That's very good, sir..." the Messiah clapped his hands alone. "What about slaves? We are a group of businessmen and slaves of money. In the past, we lived for money and worked under the direction of finance. After that, we worked for blood moon people. Why don't we live the same?

I have bought some people from the Ministry of science and technology of China and investigated the data of blood moon people. Their social structure, operation mode and even physiological characteristics are not much different from those of us on earth, that is, even if they enter the earth, they will inevitably build a social and economic model similar to ours,

No matter how they develop the earth, they always need labor. There is no doubt about this. Whether the huge labor force of the four billion people on the earth is killed or utilized, I don't think I need to say more about the cost of resources. All of you here are experts.

Therefore, I say that slaves must be divided into different grades. We need slaves who manage workers and even slaves who enslave slaves. Our management elites who are proficient in the earth's culture are urgently needed by the blood moon people. They can't communicate with the underlying labor force or give orders to them, let alone understand the thinking mode of earth workers, so we come in handy.

At that time, you and I will become partners of the blood moon people, not enslaved. In the final analysis, it's just that our business opponents have become aliens. What's terrible? "

"This guy is crazy! Crazy!" a director couldn't listen any more. He shouted angrily and ran out of the lobby of the official residence. The sound of his flying car engine and constant curse came from the dark night. "I wasted so much time waiting. I knew it would be better to go to NASA early to find a chance!"

The man's voice faded away, leaving a group of confused guys looking at the Messiah who seemed to have a plan.

He threw out his hand reluctantly: "I can't stop you. If you think escape is a good way, I think it's not difficult to find a ticket to leave the earth with your identity and status! But don't blame me for not making it clear. Everyone knows that I'm a Jew, and we Jews only know how to do business and find the best way to solve problems... And, The earth God gave us is our garden of Eden. His will never includes letting us escape without permission. I can't go against the will of the Bible... "

Quiet

After a long silence, some people have begun to call and tell their families to come here with what they need.

Others left silently. They didn't want to talk more nonsense with the madman.

Fred harden stood there foolishly, watching the two people with distinct positions make different choices, and his heart was also strongly tangled. Who should he believe?

I'm just a lawyer. Will blood moon people need a lawyer?

"Dad, I'm afraid..." the little daughter pulled lafred's clothes and said timidly.

At the moment, the Messiah has lazily returned to his bedroom to watch the TV broadcast. The world is in a mess, but there are many dedicated crazy reporters who don't go home and don't want to escape. They run around the world with a suspension camera to broadcast the last escape of mankind.

Paris, London, Tokyo, New York, Bangkok... The contents of each picture are similar. People rushing into the streets are crying and crowding to different escape spacecraft bases. As long as they can be used, whether commercial or civil, even military rocket launch bases, are already overcrowded.

"Mr. Messiah..." Fred humbly took his daughter, carefully walked into the Messiah's bedroom and whispered.

"Oh... It's you, Fred!" the Messiah saw him and stood up enthusiastically. Instead of calling him Mr. harden, he showed a kind of intimacy. "I didn't notice you coming just now. I thought you had already gone to look for the escape ship!"

Fred smiled shamefully, "this is my daughter, Jenny..."

"Well, what a beautiful little girl!" the Messiah bent down and scraped the tip of Jenny's little nose. "How old are you?"

The little girl hid behind her father in fear. Then she stuck out half her small head and looked timidly at the stranger in front of her with a pair of big water smart eyes.

"Sir..." Fred tried his best to show a kind of humble respect. "I think that bunker... Isn't it, me and my daughter..."

"Of course, of course!" Fred was interrupted by the Messiah before he finished his words, "No problem at all, dear Fred. You have worked hard for me for more than ten years. You deserve it. In fact, you can also bring your ex-wife with you. What's her name? I forgot... Anyway, you can see that we had a lot of reserved positions, and more than half of the directors didn't believe what I said. We have plenty of places Can accommodate more people! "

Fred bowed almost tearfully: "thank you, thank you, sir! Then I won't disturb your rest. I'll wait outside!"

As he turned and squatted down, he excitedly held his daughter's shoulder: "Jenny, did you hear that? Great good news, we can survive! Thanks to this kind gentleman, we have a chance to survive!"

Then he turned around like a top, bowed humbly to the Messiah again, took his daughter and walked towards the bedroom door. Before he could touch the bedroom door, suddenly, there was the voice of the Messiah behind him, Fred

He stopped, turned slowly and looked at the expressionless Messiah.

The Messiah took a deep breath: "As an old friend, I can't refuse you, but I suggest you think about it. What I just said is that XueYue people need some labor force and some people who can be used... Of course, in my personal eyes, your daughter is very cute and beautiful, but in the eyes of XueYue people, it may not be the same!"

"Ah?" Fred was like being hit by lightning. He stayed there for a long time before he said something in a trance. Yes

"Believe me, I don't want to see the doomsday tragedy. This is an old friend's suggestion. Although the escape ship may have only one thousand chances to escape the solar system, and although only one million ships may have the chance to reach the adjacent livable planet, it can't be said that it's not an opportunity. As for what your final choice is, I will support you!"

The Messiah said sincerely, got up from his seat and walked slowly to Fred, "I didn't tell the truth to those annoying fools outside. In fact, the real reason why I didn't choose to escape was that I had received news from the land country. The blood moon people had scattered into a circle on their way to the earth from Mars, that is, they no longer attacked from one direction, but surrounded the earth like Dyson ball..."

Fred's eyes immediately showed a look of fear: "you mean they don't intend to easily put any escape spacecraft out of the solar system?"

The Messiah nodded heavily: "For me personally, it's a rational choice not to take that risk. For your daughter, I suggest you try the last chance and stay. Maybe even the last chance will be missed. After all, there will be more than three million spaceships in the world soon. No matter how powerful the blood moon people are, they will be a hundred secret and a few scattered. It depends on your luck!"